Gloves Off, Hearts On
My week had been the same six days in a row, which was driving pills and inhalers and the occasional oxygen tank around town in a white…
Amateur fiction writer in UK, keeping company with backyard hens and strong coffee while writing. Most of my posts live in Transgender. I have a soft spot for the morning after, real conversation before the bedroom door closes, and clear enthusiasm once it does. Writing for fun and practice. Let me know which characters or settings you want more of. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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My week had been the same six days in a row, which was driving pills and inhalers and the occasional oxygen tank around town in a white…
I locked the front door at nine.
I woke up at 7:14 on the rusty patio sofa in Mollie's garage with a bathrobe draped over me and no memory of getting there, which is a bad…